Likbleka tittade Shuno och Danne ner i golvet för de visste att Tokke skulle bli sur om de sa något. Ingen av dem ville vara en goltupp. Ingen ville bli tjallaren. Hela kvarteret skulle få reda på det. Tokke drog till med ett Eddie Murphy-flin mot den ena polisen. Om du inte kör hem mig i en helikopter så kommer jag aldrig att säga mitt namn.
With a bit of delay, due to a busy Swedish Lucia Day, I finish calendar novella number thirteen on the 14th. And somehow, I am glad I waited until Friday, as the story is dark and truthful and brutal without telling anything that doesn't happen every day in Stockholm's suburbs. Nine-year-old boys, growing up in poor neighbourhoods with parents incapable of their role, decide to go shoplifting for the thrill and the touch of luxury.
Of course they are caught, and the most moving situation occurs when a police officer tells one of the boys, after seeing his living conditions:
"I understand why you steal!"
Children are shaped by their social environment, and if violence, abuse and exposure to drug addiction and alcoholism is their reality, they will eventually make bad choices.
Society's duty is to make sure no 9-year-old defines himself as a "nobody".
Jag har lite svårt att förstå Dogges förortsslang men annars gillade jag denna faktiskt. Vill veta mer om Shuno och hans liv men som novell var det ett väldigt bra avslut.
Ouch. This is a beautiful portrait of how life in the ghettos is like. It will take you less than an hour to read, please do that to widen your world a bit.